[Oneshot] After Rehearsal (Yamabu)

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Subject: [Oneshot] After Rehearsal (Yamabu) Tue Nov 18, 2008 1:32 am

Title: After RehearsalAuthor: ladestiny92Summary: Shoon was looking for Yabu after Shounen Club's rehearsal.Rating: PG-13Genre: RomanceNotes: I was bored...nana_chan, and I were talking about what Shoon and Yabu did when they meet backstage during Shounen Club. So, here is it...my 2nd version. If you wondered about the 1st version, let's just say I can't write it yet... Wait for a few years, and I'll probably post it in my lj...^____________^On to the fic....^^

They were having break from the rehearsal of Shounen Club. The juniors were either in their dressing room or practicing their dance steps. The other guests might be in their dressing rooms, or somewhere in the NHK hall.

“Hey, nii-chan, where are you going?” Reon asked his older brother when he saw him trying to leave the Juniors’ dressing room.

“I need to go…buy something at the vending machine,” Shoon lied. He knew Reon could see through his lies, but he just have to take his chance.

Reon raised his eyebrow at Shoon. After staring at his brother for a few seconds, he sighed and said, “Alright, see you in awhile.”

Shoon let out a deep and smiled at his brother. “If anyone asked-…”

“I know, onii-chan,” Reon cut in.

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Shoon walked along the hallway, until his legs brought him to his destination. Hey! Say! JUMP’s dressing room. There was no one there so Shoon opened the door. He was surprised to see the room empty. He was about to close the door again, feeling disappointed. That was until he heard something, Yabu’s voice. He entered the dressing room, searching for the owner of the voice. Shoon found him, sleeping on the couch.

Shoon walked towards the couch, sitting beside the sleeping Yabu. He was thankful that the other members of JUMP were nowhere near the room. He pushed away some strands of Yabu’s hair that covered his eyes.

‘He looked so angelic when he sleeps,’ Shoon thought. He stared at Yabu’s sleeping face. Suddenly, the lyrics for Yabu’s solo, Angel Come to Me, entered his mind. Indeed, heaven had sent down an angel to his heart.

Shoon was about to caress Yabu’s hair when he halted.

“Mayo, stop it,” Yabu mumbled in his sleep. “It tickles.”

Shoon smiled. ‘He was dreaming,’ he thought, looking at the sleeping Yabu, who shifted in his sleep. ‘He looked so cute like that.’ Yabu licked his lips unconsciously.